I thought I would wait until today to blog Thursday’s activities for reasons that will become apparent. Suffice it to say, I was going to be meeting three bois and this young Master again that night and ended up seeing none of them. Hardly the best of results truth be told…
3 bois in a fountain.
Ok, so there was no fountain. One boi did not turn up and later said he had ‘flu, another because he had a ‘friends crisis’ to sort out and the third was, well, just odd. The trouble is that you get so many excuses and no-shows via Gaydar that it is very difficult to give credence to anything anyone says anymore. But you cannot let the timewasters and prats take over, there are enough genuine people out there who should not be damaged by the irritating actions of the few.
Of the three I had to handle Thursday, well, I believe one, totally disbelieve another and the third has to be somewhere in the middle I guess. What irked me most was this idea of having to go to the bar for myself! Terrible. Well, the next time I am going to be out at The Hoist is a week on Saturday, but I have told myself that I am not going without a boi in tow again.
Oh, and the Master? He had some work (a client) that night. As the only one to actually text me in advance I am not in the least critical of him…
What else…?
So, a bit of play with a subby German bear, which my heart was not really in, and the evening with Dennis, who is always good company. Later that evening I got home and, whilst I was having a coffee and winding down got a Gaydar message from a couple of slaves saying they had seen me in The Hoist and would I ‘be their Master?’ Well, nice to be asked but they were both out of my age range and had 11 Masters already. I certainly did not wish to make up the dozen and so I declined. Still, that, and the free drink from The Hoist for myself and Dennis went some way to offset the evening but there was, and continues to be, another reason.
Promising boi?
Well, I have been chatting to this boi on MSN for the past week on a very regular basis. It is a mutual thing, not me simply pursuing him, and boy is he gorgeous, and boy is he promising. On placement at the moment he will be back in London in a week and I cannot wait to meet him. Not looking for a boyfriend, but looking to be owned and have a mentor and guide to help him discover more about himself. I am desperately trying not to jinx this or get too enthusiastic (as you fall into another trap then), but it is currently looking very good and, well, watch this space. That said the hunt for bois in London goes on, as ideally I want three, but you do not always get what you wish for, indeed it can be bloody dangerous at times.
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